My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 10 No wonder I hate you for being buried

In the eyes of the other princes, Lao Qi was probably just a naughty kid with a brain as bad as his body.

If the demon-catching master is an industry that requires little money and a lot of work and is easy to get involved in, then the demon-suppressing division is a thankless hot potato. Yan Conngling has known this a long time ago.

To be more precise, the Demon Suppression Tower should be the Evil Suppression Tower.

Incarnated by the body of Patriarch Yunshan, it imprisoned countless vicious and evil things. But the Patriarch had no choice but to use the dragon energy in the world as a guide to get in front of the emperor.

Wherever the emperor moves, the tower will follow.

Just because the first emperor had such courage does not mean that his descendants will also have the courage to hang their necks. Therefore, the existence of the Demon Suppression Division is understandably embarrassing.

Yan Conling sat on the floor, thinking that if the Seventh Prince really died one day, who would be willing to take over this mess...

The next moment, I suddenly heard the slight sound of clothing material being rubbed behind me.

"Your Highness is awake?"

She looked back.

The young man's face was still pale. He was half-supporting his body and trying to sit up from the couch.

Yan Conling stretched out her arm to help him, but felt that the other person's body was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.

Seeing that Ning Fengli was subconsciously covering her collar, she couldn't help but lower her voice very low, "Your Majesty, no one has come in except me..."

Sparks ignited between her fingers, reflecting the young man's sharp phoenix eyes.

His eyes were extremely dark, and his eyes looked as dark as a bottomless pool.

"Good work."

The other party's hoarse voice was still weak. The room was fully prepared, and Yan Conling skillfully poured a cup of warm tea from the table beside him and presented it to him.

"My lord, please drink a cup of tea first to moisten your throat..."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Before taking over, Ning Fengli covered her lips and coughed repressedly.

In the blink of an eye, dots of crimson overflowed from the slender fingers.

A touch of blood filled the air.

"Your Majesty?!"

Yan Conling quickly pulled her sleeves to help him wipe them.

Although her blood cannot cure the disease, it has been very effective.

The amount of blood to be drained was also accurately calculated by the uncle. This is the first time such a situation has occurred...

"Aling, your blood..."

Ning Fengli half raised his face, his cheeks were stained with blood, and his breath was weak, "It seems to have changed..."

Yan Conling was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"I was poisoned by love when I was in Lingcheng, so I found a fox demon..."

"Love poison?"

Ning Fengli's focus was only on these two words.

Yan Conngling has a special constitution, and ordinary poisons may not be effective.

Therefore, the person who poisoned her probably knew her well enough to be able to pinch her lifeline right away...

Ning Fengli asked again, "Is there any residual poison?"

The poison that can be used by Yan from the spirit must have considerable stamina.

"There's some left."

If the quality is not good, quantity will make up for it.

Yan Conling added another half bowl of blood and boiled it into medicine.

"Don't worry, my lord, I have brought that fox demon to the capital together, and there is this blood..."

She lowered her eyebrows and her voice was as cold as ice.

"If the prince is in urgent need, I will find a way to get his blood to make medicine."

"Aling..."

Ning Fengli looked at her with gentle eyes, "A demon is not a beast. When a demon enters the human world, as long as it does no harm, it is no different from a human being."

"Your Majesty knows right from wrong and is wise and righteous." Yan Conling took the empty medicine bowl, "But it's okay if there is one less demon in the world. You can't be without Your Majesty. Besides, taking some blood won't kill you."

Yunshan has not interfered with the establishment of the throne in the past dynasties.

But before settling the old matter, the Ning family cannot fall, and Ning Fengli cannot die.

"There's something else I forgot to tell you."

The increased amount of medicine finally calmed Ning Fengli's state. The stove was lit in the room and it was a bit stuffy.

Yan Conngling raised his eyes to look at him.

"Concubine Yao held a flower banquet, and she even sent an invitation to the Demon Suppression Department, asking you to go by name." "Concubine Yao?"

Yan Conling frowned, almost thinking that she heard wrongly.

"is her."

Ning Fengli nodded in confirmation.

The girl seemed to tsk lightly, "Your Majesty is favored by your Majesty, and your Majesty the Sixth Prince commands your Majesty's attention. How can I, a little demon-catcher, be used?"

To translate, if she is looking for trouble when she is idle, it shouldn't be her turn.

Today's prince is behaving ridiculously.

The current queen is also the first noble concubine. She has a meek and weak temperament and cannot be suppressed at all.

Therefore, it is not impossible for Concubine Yao Guifei and the Sixth Prince Ning Mozhang to work hard.

But what does it mean to keep an eye on her?
  "I pushed it once, but there will be a next time..."

Ning Fengli looked down at her and said softly, "Be careful when you go."

"My subordinate understands."

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The bowl of noodles in front of me is already cold.

From the lively and noisy surroundings before, now he is the only one left.

Lou Qixue glanced at the moon in the sky, her expression so ugly that it looked like water could drip from her face.

"Sir, it's already midnight, and it's time to close my stall."

The expression of the old stall owner also changed from joking at the beginning to sympathy.

What a handsome boy.

Why are you being disliked like this?

Lou Qixue, who received his look, became even more angry and almost broke the chopsticks in his hand, "If you want to leave, you go, I want to stay here! I will leave whenever she comes to pick me up!"

"Better say goodbye."

The old man wiped the tables and chairs without turning his head and spoke in a normal voice, "There are flying tiger beasts that patrol the city at night, and they specialize in catching monsters that appear in the capital in the middle of the night."

Lou Qixue's pupils trembled.

She looked away at him in disbelief.

"Boy, don't be nervous."

The old man twisted the wet tablecloth and said, "As long as the demon doesn't hurt people at will, it is good. On the other hand, the same is true for this person. People with evil intentions are more terrifying than demons."

But Lou Qixue's focus is not here.

"How did you tell?"

In the past, because he was afraid of causing trouble to Yan Conling, after coming to the Imperial Capital, he almost only stayed in that small bamboo house.

Imperial Capital...

Is it true that he is so skilled that even an old man running a noodle soup stall can tell that he is a monster?
  "Isn't this easy to recognize?"

The old stall owner threw the tablecloth into the bucket, and the water rippled slightly, reflecting the mist and the full moon.

"You must be a dog demon. The way you were sitting there helplessly just now was exactly the same as the name of Dahuang who was guarding the door of my house and waiting for me to come back."

The fox demon who thinks he is noble:...

"Okay, don't sit there stupidly. What's the use of just waiting like this?"

The uncle decided to show his kindness and give this poor puppy some advice.

"That bowl of noodles is so lumpy. You don't know how to mix it and ask the girl to eat it later?"

"How to mix it?"

He really didn't know this. He cooked fresh food for Yan Conling.

"Look at you kid, you don't look very smart. Of course you use chopsticks, or else you use your hands?" The enthusiastic uncle fanned his hands and gave instructions.

"Come on, come on, go left! Go right! Go right again!"

"Okay, okay, call it a day!!!"

With a swish sound, as the chopsticks were lifted up, the stubborn noodle was uprooted directly from the bowl...

Bah.

Under the two pairs of eyes, the dough fell on the table.

"No wonder this girl thinks you're too much of a loser."

"..."

(End of this chapter)